Yesterday, I went to the gym for the first time in six days and I painted our living room ceiling (at least I primed it, the final coat will be applied today). I felt really good during the workout. I got a lot of physical exercise and I stuck to the diet. Well, almost.
Last night we went to the Cottage View Drive-In for one last time. We went with some other people, it was kind of cold out there, and I ended up not watching the movie. I also had a beer: a can of Surly Furious. Normally, this would have been a happy event, but I did not enjoy it, as I knew it was contrary to the diet and my main goal of losing this weight. The whole experience was less than positive.
My takeaway was this: I’m so totally dedicated to this project that I can’t enjoy a single beer. I should have, because I’ve done a lot already and a little reward here and there should be okay. I recognize that, I know that, but I don’t want it. My reward is recording weight loss on the spreadsheet. That’s it. Well, that’s not completely true, but the point is, the priority is to lose the weight and get in shape.
I don’t know if you need this kind of single mindedness to pull off an 85 pound weight loss, maybe you do. I have it, I guess, and I’ll just go with that.
Total Loss: 25.8